HORROR EVENT: Thickness of bliss | Subtype(s): Common | Set: Core | Scenario: Horror in the Ice
Abilities
Passive
Reduce explorers' range to 1
Lore
Vermin dwell within our walls, Their filth inside our hallowed halls.
Lights, steam and mad eyes gleaming, Threatening our Blissful dreaming.
So we voice our caustic sonnet, Till the air is thick as grit, As we sing our song will hone it, The veil of Bliss their sights will split.
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